I’ve already become a titled Douluo, and only now the system arrives?

Chapter 92: Unprecedented, A Hundred Victories to Become King!

Time flew by.

A month had quickly passed.

Today, the Hell Slaughter Arena was exceptionally lively.

Countless people gathered there, their faces displaying fervor and bloodlust.

Because Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran were both set to complete their hundredth battle that day.

"Betting is open, betting is open, Black Widow versus Nether, let's see who will become the champion of a hundred victories first!"

"Is there even a question? It has to be Black Widow. With the Eight Spider Lances, who can compete? I'm betting three Bloody Marys on Black Widow winning!"

"I still think Nether will win. Her moves are clean and without any unnecessary actions. To kill nine people is just a matter of a few breaths for her. Five Bloody Marys on Nether's victory!"

"Black Widow +1"

Amidst the surrounding noise, Qin Xiao remained unmoved.

He had no interest.

Because the Nether they were talking about was Zhu Zhuqing, who had maximized the potential of her Netherworld Shadow Cat, becoming like a reaper of lives, hence earning such a nickname.

And Black Widow referred to Meng Yiran, who, with her Eight Spider Lances, dominated the battlefield and thus cemented her moniker.

"This trial has been decent. If it were graded out of a hundred, both would just barely pass," Qin Xiao observed as both stepped onto their respective platforms, nodding slightly.

His mention of "barely passing" was not due to high standards but because, in that month, he had secretly assisted Zhu Zhuqing five times and Meng Yiran four times. Otherwise, with their strength, reaching this stage would have been impossible.

But they had made it through.

Soon, the battle began.

Whether Zhu Zhuqing's or Meng Yiran's opponents, as if by prior arrangement, nine people teamed up!

"Thinking this will save you from death?"

Bloodlust shone in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes as she stepped forward and vanished on the spot.

Rip.
The next moment, a strong soul master was torn in half.

Then, Zhu Zhuqing struck again, another soul master's throat spurting blood.

On the other side, Meng Yiran's approach was entirely opposite to Zhu Zhuqing's.

She remained unmoved as her opponents charged at her.

Ten meters, eight meters, six meters...
The enemies drew closer.

Fists, knees, even short swords and long knives, all fell towards her.

"Has she been scared stiff?"

Below the stage, many people sweated for Meng Yiran.

Some even started imagining a bloody scene.

The next moment, blood indeed splattered.

Pfft, pfft, pfft...

The Eight Spider Lances, like sharp spears, pierced through the throats of one after another.

Thump, thump, thump.

As the Eight Spider Lances were withdrawn, those who had lost their life's breath slumped powerlessly to the ground.

"Now only you are left!"

Meng Yiran coldly eyed the last person.

"Gulp."

That person swallowed hard.

Still, he tightened his grip on the short knife and charged at Meng Yiran.

Knowing that once on the stage, only one could emerge victorious.

Failure meant death.

Pfft.

But the next moment, he felt a chill in his chest as a spear-like object pierced through his torso.

"Black Widow, victorious!"

A tsunami-like cheer erupted from the crowd.

But then another voice rose, "Nether has also won, both have completed a hundred victories simultaneously!"

"Damn it, the house wins big time."

Following that, the crowd let out sighs.

Seeing this, Qin Xiao nodded silently, "The hundred battles are complete, now it's my turn."

"I wonder if the domain of the God of Slaughter at the end of the Hell Road can become nourishment for my martial soul?"

"Great King, disaster strikes!"

Before the towering throne, the woman in the red dress frantically reported.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

A whirlwind howled as the King of Slaughter, draped in a blood-red cape, appeared on the throne.

"What's with the panic? Don't think you can do as you please just because I favor you a bit!"

The King of Slaughter's icy voice rang out, his anger barely concealed.

Thud!

The woman in the red dress's head struck the ground hard, her body trembling, "My great King, someone has again completed a hundred victories!"

"What!"

The King of Slaughter was taken aback, "Who was it, the one who instantly killed the fearsome knight?"

"A hundred victories in a month, wasn't that strength and talent a bit too much!"

He immediately thought of Qin Xiao.

"No, it's not him!"

The woman in the red dress trembled in response.

"If it's someone from the City of Slaughter before, then it's fine. Just give him the position of a guest of the City of Slaughter and make him a native of the City of Slaughter. This is already a blessing for him."

The King of Slaughter waved his hand dismissively.

These people were too addicted; even if he drove them away, they might not leave.

What he had just offered was already a tremendous reward.

However.

The woman in the red dress remained motionless.

The King of Slaughter frowned, "What, is there something else?"

"Great King, the one who achieved a hundred victories is not that youth, nor is it one of the old powerhouses of the City of Slaughter. It's the two maidservants by the youth's side."

"What did you say?"

Upon hearing the woman's words, the King of Slaughter's voice was filled with shock.

At the same time, he was at a loss for words.

The maidservants by that youth's side were that fierce?

"Boom!"

The next moment, a powerful soul force burst forth from the King of Slaughter. The woman in red couldn't resist and was blown away.

Thud.

After landing, the woman in red knelt on the ground, "Great King, please calm your anger."

"This important matter, why are you only telling me now!"

The King of Slaughter spoke coldly.

"Didn't you instruct before not to disturb your sleep, and to let that youth develop freely? Not to wake you unless it's a matter of life and death or he achieves a hundred victories."

The woman in red felt wronged.

What could she do?

She was also helpless, following the rules yet still got punished.

"Hmph!"

The King of Slaughter's gaze flickered before he couldn't help but snort and then asked, "What about that youth, what is he doing now?"

"Great King, he has just entered the arena."

"What is he trying to do?" the King of Slaughter wondered.

"I've heard that he intends to complete a hundred battles in one day!"

The woman in red spoke cautiously.

"What? A hundred battles?"

The King of Slaughter was first stunned, then burst into laughter, "Hahaha, he doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Does he really think a hundred battles are that easy?
Even a titled Douluo with immense strength couldn't possibly win a hundred battles in a day; they too would meet their demise on the platform."

"I'd like to see how this kid overestimates himself."

As his voice fell, the King of Slaughter disappeared from the spot.

On the other side.

Outside the Hell Slaughter Arena, many people had calmed down.

"What's the deal with this kid?"

"How long had it been, and he had already completed ten victories?"

"Whoever it is, it's just one punch per person, like fighting children, there's absolutely no technique, pure power."

"."

People were stunned; in just a few minutes, ten battles were completed, they had seen fierce, but none as fierce as Qin Xiao.

Is this even human?

It shouldn't be.

"I'm not calling anyone trash, but saying that everyone here is trash, and you still come to participate in the Hell Slaughter Arena?"

"Better go home and farm pigs."

"Oh, wrong, you can't go home anymore. Then I advise you to just clean up and be pigs in the City of Slaughter."

"Stop babbling down there. If you have the guts, come up and fight me, you cowards!"

At this moment, Qin Xiao was pointing at the people outside the arena, venting his scorn.

What is he saying?

People were initially stunned.

Then anger appeared in their eyes.

Such a mockery.

Qin Xiao's words were outright disdain for them!

"Damn! I don't believe this kid is invincible; he can't keep up this level of strength forever!"

"Count me in, I won't be satisfied if we don't take him down!"

"I'm in too, even if I'm cannon fodder, I want to deplete his energy!"

"We live a life on the edge anyway, dead sooner or later, but I hope to take this kid down before I die!"

"."

Soon, many people, filled with righteous indignation, began to sign up for the competition.

Qin Xiao, in response, showed a mix of disdain, arrogance, and ninety percent contempt.

"Consider it me begging you, bring on some strong opponents, the weak ones better not come and embarrass themselves."

"Unconvinced? Keep signing up, accepting bookings in advance."

His voice rang out again.

Undoubtedly fanning the flames.

In a blink of an eye, five to six hundred people had signed up, and the number was still increasing.

Ten minutes later.

The referee outside the Hell Slaughter Arena said with a dark face, "No more signing up, we've already reached a hundred matches."

He glanced at Qin Xiao with an expression that said it all: this kid must be really hated!

"What, that's it? I strongly demand to increase the number of matches!"

"Yeah, up to two hundred matches, give me a chance!"

"Haha, you won't need to; I'm in the thirty-second match, and by the time he faces me, he's as good as dead!"

"Well, you won't have a chance because I'm in the fifteenth match!"

"Hmph, none of you will have a chance because I'm next!"

A big man said this as he stepped onto the stage.

"This is a strong contender with more than forty victories!"

Suddenly, someone recognized the big man and couldn't help but gasp.

"Hmph, let this kid be arrogant. Facing such a strong opponent, he's bound to die."

Some felt very satisfied with this development.

However,

Qin Xiao crossed his arms over his chest, unimpressed.

In fact, he was laughing inside.

This wave of hate was well pulled; as long as he was fast enough, completing a hundred battles in one day wasn't a pipe dream.

"The match begins!"

At the referee's signal, the battle was imminent.

Unquestionably, Qin Xiao had become the public enemy, with an unspoken agreement that nine people attacked him simultaneously.

Qin Xiao's response strategy was as straightforward as ever.

Anyone who faced him was instantly knocked out with a punch.

Even the one with over forty victories, a real Soul Douluo level powerhouse.

"Ah, this..."

Seeing such a scene, many were at a loss for words.

Qin Xiao's ferocity once again exceeded their expectations.

Even those used to living on the edge couldn't help but feel a chill.

"Um, I just remembered I have laundry at home. I signed up just now, but now I want to cancel. Is that okay?"

Someone cooled down, not wanting to walk into their demise anymore.

But,

The referee's answer was definitive, "No!"

Time passed.

Nine hours swiftly flew by.

The arena was soaked in blood, Qin Xiao's clothes stained red with it.

Crack!

When Qin Xiao emotionlessly twisted the last opponent's throat, all sounds in the arena ceased.

In total, it took ten hours.

The youth on the stage had completed over a hundred victories!

This was an unprecedented record in the history of the City of Slaughter.

They believed that even in the future, it might be impossible for anyone to surpass this achievement.

Truly unparalleled.

"My god! He really did it!"

"A miracle, truly a miracle!"

"Only took ten hours to achieve a hundred victories, I've been here for ten years and only have twenty victories!"

"I've been here for twenty years and also only have twenty victories."

"Thinking back, not getting a spot just now was freaking lucky. Saved my life!"

"."

Some admired, while others felt lucky.

"Your Highness, truly invincible!"

Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran's eyes were firmly fixed on Qin Xiao.

Respect, admiration, and even the hard-to-hide affection.

A hundred battles, Qin Xiao's unparalleled demeanour, was deeply engraved in their hearts, never to be erased.

"Hahaha, good, very good."

"Unexpectedly, the City of Slaughter will birth three champions of a hundred victories on the same day, an unprecedented golden age."

"Never before has anyone completed a hundred victories in one day; young man, you have created an unprecedented feat in the City of Slaughter!"

At this moment, suddenly a voice resonated, overpowering the entire arena. A sharp, penetrating voice echoed from all directions.

Swiftly,

Instinctively, everyone looked up, following the sound.

In their sight, a blood-red figure descended from the sky.

"The King of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter..."

When they recognized the figure, the denizens of the City of Slaughter let out a frenzied roar, their eyes filled with fanaticism.

"Is that the King of Slaughter, Tang Chen?"

Qin Xiao saw the man enveloped in a blood-red cape and guessed.

At this time,

The King of Slaughter's gaze swept over Qin Xiao, Zhu Zhuqing, and Meng Yiran.

"Black Widow, Nether, and this young man, you have all completed a hundred victories, exceptionally well done. Now, according to the rules of the City of Slaughter, I will award you."

The King of Slaughter's tone suddenly rose, "From this day forth, your status is no longer that of the fallen, but as natives like myself, guests of the City of Slaughter. And I will grant you the freedom to come and go from the City of Slaughter as you please, as well as the title of Gods of Slaughter!"

Listening to the King of Slaughter's words, the fallen ones in the arena looked towards Qin Xiao and the others with undisguised envy.

However, Qin Xiao laughed, is that all for my reward? Just words?

Do I care?

Without much hesitation, he boldly declared:
"Sorry, I refuse!"

(End of Chapter)

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